Elton John - Your song



It's a little bit funny this feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide
I don't have much money but boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where we both could live
If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show
I know it's not much but it's the best I can do
My gift is my song and this one's for you

And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world

I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song
It's for people like you that keep it turned on
So excuse me forgetting but these things I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen


Music: Elton John
Lyrics: Bernie Taupin

Bob marley no woman no cry



No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.

'Cause - 'cause - 'cause I remember when a we used to sit
In a government yard in Trenchtown,
Oba - obaserving the 'ypocrites - yeah! -
Mingle with the good people we meet, yeah!
Good friends we have, oh, good friends we have lost
Along the way, yeah!
In this great future, you can't forget your past;
So dry your tears, I seh. Yeah!

No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry. Eh, yeah!
A little darlin', don't shed no tears:
No, woman, no cry. Eh!

Said - said - said I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown, yeah!
And then Georgie would make the fire lights,
I seh, logwood burnin' through the nights, yeah!
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge, say,
Of which I'll share with you, yeah!
My feet is my only carriage
And so I've got to push on through.
Oh, while I'm gone,
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right, yeah!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right-a!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right, yeah!
Everything's gonna be all right!

So no, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.
I seh, O little - O little darlin', don't shed no tears;
No, woman, no cry, eh.

No, woman - no, woman - no, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.
One more time I got to say:
O little - little darlin', please don't shed no tears;
No, woman, no cry.


Writers : Vincent Ford - Bob Marley (uncredited)

Bob Marley - Could You Be Loved



Could you be love and be loved?
Could you be love and be loved?

Don't let them fool ya,
Or even try to school ya! Oh, no!
We've got a mind of our own,
So go to hell if what you're thinking is not right!
Love would never leave us alone,
I am the darkness there must come out the light.

Could you be love and be loved?
Could you be love, wo now! - and be loved?

(The road of life is rocky and you may stumble too,
So while you point your fingers someone else is judging you)
Love your brotherman!
(Could you be - could you be - could you be love?
Could you be - could you be love?
Could you be - could you be - could you be love?
Could you be - could you be love?)

Don't let them change ya, oh! -
Or even rearrange ya! Oh, no!
We've got a life to live.
They say: only - only -
Only the fittest of the fittest shall survive -
Stay alive! Eh!

Could you be love and be loved?
Could you be love, wo now! - and be loved?

(You ain't gonna miss your water until your well runs dry;
No matter how you treat him, the man will never be satisfied.)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be - could you be love?
Could you be - could you be love?)
Say something! Say something!
(Could you be - could you be - could you be love?)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be love?)
Say something! Say something! (Say something!)
Say something! Say something! (Could you be love?)
Say something! Say something! Reggae, reggae!
Say something! Rockers, rockers!
Say something! Reggae, reggae!
Say something! Rockers, rockers!
Say something! (Could you be loved?)
Say something! Uh!
Say something! Come on!
Say something! (Could you be - could you be - could you be love?)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be love?)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be - could you be love?)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be love?)

Janis Ian at 17



I learned the truth at seventeen
That love was meant for beauty queens
And high school girls with clear skinned smiles
Who married young and then retired
The valentines I never knew
The Friday night charades of youth
Were spent on one more beautiful
At seventeen I learned the truth
And those of us with ravaged faces
Lacking in the social graces
Desperately remained at home
Inventing lovers on the phone
Who called to say - come dance with me
And murmured vague obscenities
It isn't all it seems at seventeen
A brown eyed girl in hand me downs
Whose name I never could pronounce
Said-pity please the ones who serve
They only get what they deserve
The rich relationed hometown queen
Marries into what she needs
With a guarantee of company
And haven for the elderly
Remember those who win the game
Lose the love they sought to gain
In debentures of quality and dubious integrity
Their small town eyes will gape at you
In dull surprise when payment due
Exceeds accounts received at seventeen
To those of us who knew the pain
Of valentines that never came
And those whose names were never called
When choosing sides for basketball
It was long ago and far away
The world was younger than today
When dreams were all they gave for free
To ugly duckling girls like me
We all play the game, and when we dare
To cheat ourselves at solitaire
Inventing lovers on the phone
Repenting other lives unknown
Who call and say - come dance with me
And murmur vague obsceneties
To ugly girls like me, at seventeen.

Amy Winehouse - Back To Black




He left no time to regret
Kept his dick wet
With his same old safe bet
Me and my head high
And my tears dry
Get on without my guy

You went back to what you knew
So far removed from all that we went through
And I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I'll go back to black

We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to...

I go back to us

I love you much
It's not enough
You love blow and I love puff
And life is like a pipe
And I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside

We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to...

We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to...

Black, black, black, black, black, black, black,
I go back to...
I go back to...

We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to...

We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to black

Writer(s) Amy Winehouse Mark Ronson

Cats on trees Sirens call



Whatever way, the same
Nothing according to plan
If I could just see clearly, into you
The same face every day, the sirens calling away
This mean so much more

The floating boat is carrying me
and I can live my story differently
the greedy sirens are chewing all around me
While I sing oh
On the falling shoals, I wonder why me?
On my way to the falls, I hope you see
We are heading to the wall even if you are sorry,
While I sing oh

In my sleep, nothing same
nothing according to plan
If I could be someone, without you
The same smile everyday
The sirens calling away
This mean so much more

The floating boat is carrying me
and I can live my story differently
the greedy sirens are chewing all around me
While I sing oh

In my sleep, nothing same
nothing according to plan
If I could be someone, without you
The same smile everyday
The sirens calling away
This mean so much more

The floating boat is carrying me
and I can live my story differently
the greedy sirens are chewing all around me
While I sing oh
On the falling shoals, I wonder why me?
On my way to the falls, I hope you see
We are heading to the wall even if you are sorry,
While I sing oh

Deep Purple – Child In Time



Sweet child in time
You'll see the line
The line that's drawn between
Good and bad

See the blind man
Shooting at the world
Bullets flying
Ohh taking toll

If you've been bad
Oh Lord I bet you have
And you've not been hit
Oh by flying lead

You'd better close your eyes
Ooohhhh bow your head
Wait for the ricochet

Oooooo ooooooo ooooooo
Oooooo ooooooo ooooooo
Ooo, ooo ooo
Ooo ooo ooo

Oooooo ooooooo ooooooo
Oooooo ooooooo ooooooo
Ooo, ooo ooo
Ooo ooo ooo

Aaaahh aaaahh aaaahh
Aaaahh aaaahh aaaahh
Aahh, aahh aahh
Aah I wanna hear you sing

Aaaahh aaaahh aaaahh
Aaaahh aaaahh aaaahh
Aahh, aahh aahh
Aaahhhh

Aaaahh aaaahh aaaahh
Aaaahh aaaahh aaaahh
Aahh, aahh aahh

Aaaahh aaaahh aaaahh
Aaaahh aaaahh aaaahh
Aahh, aahh aahh

Sweet child in time
You'll see the line
The line that's drawn between
Good and bad

See the blind man
Shooting at the world
Bullets flying
Mmmm taking toll

If you've been bad
Lord I bet you have
And you've not been hit
Oh by flying lead

You'd better close your eyes
Ooohhhhhhh bow your head
Wait for the ricochet

Oooooo ooooooo ooooooo
Oooooo ooooooo ooooooo
Ooo, ooo ooo
Ooo ooo ooo

Oooooo ooooooo ooooooo
Oooooo ooooooo ooooooo
Ooo, ooo ooo
Ooo ooo ooo

Aaaahh aaaahh aaaahh
Aaaahh aaaahh aaaahh
Aahh, aahh aahh
Aah I gotta hear you sing

Aaaahh aaaahh aaaahh
Aaaahh aaaahh aaaahh
Aahh, aahh aahh
Aah

Aaaahh aaaahh aaaahh
Aaaahh aaaahh aaaahh
Aahh, aahh aahh
Aah

Aaaahh aaaahh aaaahh
Aaaahh aaaahh aaaahh
Aahh, aahh aahh

Oh..God oh no..oh God no..oh..ah..no ah
AAh..oh..
Aawaah..ohh

Johnny Cash Hurt



I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

[Chorus:]
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

[Chorus:]
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

Cyndi Lauper - Time After Time




Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,
And think of you
Caught up in circles
Confusion is nothing new
Flashback, warm nights
Almost left behind
Suitcases of memories,
Time after

Sometimes you picture me
I'm walking too far ahead
You're calling to me, I can't hear
What you've said
Then you say, go slow
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds

If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you, I will be waiting
Time after time

If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you, I will be waiting
Time after time

After my picture fades and darkness has
Turned to gray
Watching through windows
You're wondering if I'm okay
Secrets stolen from deep inside
The drum beats out of time

If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you, I will be waiting
Time after time

You said go slow
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds

If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you, I'll be waiting
Time after time

If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you, I'll be waiting

Time after time
Time after time
Time after time
Time after time
Time after time
Time after time
Time after time
Time after
Time

Songwriters
ROB HYMAN, CYNDI LAUPER

Published by
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

Bob Dylan - Knockin On Heavens Door




Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore.
It's gettin' dark, too dark to see
I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore.
That long black cloud is comin' down
I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Writer Bob Dylan
Producer Gordon Carroll

Chagrin d'amour Chacun fait c'qui lui plaît



Now, here's a story that must be told

'Bout a man who rocks since he's four years old

He danced up and down from night 'til dawn

He said: Check that beat goes on and on

He jives on reggae, he jives on punk

He said: Give me music and not just funk

He jumps to the left, he jumps to the right

He jumps up and down all through the night

Cinq heures du mat' j'ai des frissons

Je claque des dents et je monte le son

Seul sur le lit dans mes draps bleus froissés

C'est l'insomnie Sommeil cassé

Je perds la tête

Et mes cigarettes sont toutes fumées dans le cendrier

C'est plein d'Kleenex et d'bouteilles vides

J'suis tout seul, tout seul, tout seul

Pendant qu'Boulogne se désespère

J'ai d'quoi m'remplir un dernier verre

Clac fait le verre en tombant sur le lino

J'm'coupe la main en ramassant les morceaux

Je stérilise, les murs qui dansent

L'alcool ça grise et ça commence

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah ... font les moutons, sur le parquet

Et à c'moment là, qu'est-ce que vous avez fait ?

J'crois qu'j'ai r'mis la radio

Chacun fait, fait, fait

C'qui lui plaît, plaît, plaît !

L'précipice est au bout

L'précipice on s'en fout !

Chacun fait, fait, fait

C'qui lui plaît, plaît, plaît.

Toutes les étoiles qui brillent

Qu'est-ce qu'elles ont à m'dire, les étoiles ?

Six heures du mat'

Faut qu'j'trouve à boire

Liqueur forte ou café noir

J'brûle un feu rouge

Police patrouille

Je serre les fesses

Y a rien qui presse

"Quatre, cinq francs ma rose !"

Crie le p'tit chose

Dans le matin rose

J’gare mon ondine

Sous ses comptines

Ah ! Qu'est-ce t'as là, qu'est-ce t'as ?

Tout près d'une poste

Y a un p'tit bar

Je pousse la porte

Et je viens m'asseoir

Trois, quatre patibulaires

Tapent le carton dans les waters

Toute seule au bar

Dans un coin noir

Une blonde platine

Sirote sa fine

Elle m'dit : "Champagne ?"

Je l'accompagne

Elle m'dit : "Cinquante ?"

J'lui dis : "Ca m'tente"

Et vous êtes rentré comment ?

- Dans ma voiture

Ah ! Et y avait toujours l'même air à la radio

Chacun fait, fait, fait

C'qui lui plaît, plaît, plaît !

Que d'pression dans les bars !

Personne te pousse à boire !

Chacun fait, fait, fait

C'qui lui plaît, plaît, plaît !

Les gens ont d'ces manies !

- La décalcomanie…

Sept heures du mat', l'hôtel

Je paie, j'abrège

Je fouille mes poches

Je sais c'est moche

Son sourire rouge,

Son corps qui bouge

Elle fait glisser son cœur croisé

Sur sa peau bronzée

T'as les bas nylon

Qui filent sur l'édredon

Ses ongles m'accrochent

"Tu viens Chéri ?"

Le lit qui craque

Et les volets claquent

Seuls dans le lit

Dans ses draps bleus froissés

Sur sa peau glisse mes doigts glacés

Elle prend la pose

J'pense à autre chose,

Ses yeux miroirs

Renvoient mon r'gard

Les anges pressés

Dans ce bleu glacé

Me disent : "C'est l'heure !"

J'leur dis : "Quelle heure ?"

Et vous, vous souvenez vraiment pas de c'qui s'est passé ?

-Non, vraiment pas.

Chacun fait, fait, fait

C'qui lui plaît, plaît, plaît !

Sous mes pieds, y a la terre !

Sous tes pied, y a l'enfer !

Chacun fait, fait, fait

C'qui lui plaît, plaît, plaît !

Mon Dieu, j'peux même pas jouir !

- Tant pis pour toi, il faut dormir !

Alors j'me sauve dans le matin gris

C'est plein d'cageots et pas d'taxi

Les chats qui s'tapent leurs p'tits ronrons

Des éminences, des p'tits bateaux

Porte d'la Chapelle

Je m'sens pas belle

Mes bigoudis

Sont plus en plis

Dans mon studio, j'aspirateur

La vidéo m'fait un peu peur

Madame pipi

A des ennuis

Monsieur papa

S'fait du tracas

Dans les logis

Des mal lotis

Bébé vomit sa bouillie

Huit heures du mat' j'ai des frissons

Je claque des dents et je monte le son

Seule sur le lit

Dans mes draps bleus froissés

C'est l'insomnie

Sommeil cassé

Je perds la tête

Mes cigarettes sont toutes fumées

Dans le cendrier

C'est plein d'Kleenex et d'bouteilles vides

J'suis toute seule, toute seule, toute seule

Pendant qu'Boulogne se désespère

J'ai d'quoi m'remplir un dernier verre

Clac fait le verre en tombant sur le lino

J'm'coupe la main en ramassant les morceaux

I don't need money, I don't need a car...

Alain Souchon - Foule sentimentale



Oh la la la vie en rose
Le rose qu'on nous propose
D'avoir les quantités d'choses
Qui donnent envie d'autre chose
Aïe, on nous fait croire
Que le bonheur c'est d'avoir
De l'avoir plein nos armoires
Dérisions de nous dérisoires car

Foule sentimentale
On a soif d'idéal
Attirée par les étoiles, les voiles
Que des choses pas commerciales
Foule sentimentale
Il faut voir comme on nous parle
Comme on nous parle

Il se dégage
De ces cartons d'emballage
Des gens lavés, hors d'usage


Et tristes et sans aucun avantage
On nous inflige
Des désirs qui nous affligent
On nous prend faut pas déconner dès qu'on est né
Pour des cons alors qu'on est
Des

Foules sentimentales
Avec soif d'idéal
Attirées par les étoiles, les voiles
Que des choses pas commerciales
Foule sentimentale
Il faut voir comme on nous parle
Comme on nous parle

On nous Claudia Schieffer
On nous Paul-Loup-Sulitzer
Oh le mal qu'on peut nous faire
Et qui ravagea la moukère
Du ciel dévale
Un désir qui nous emballe
Pour demain nos enfants pâles
Un mieux, un rêve, un cheval

Foule sentimentale
On a soif d'idéal
Attirée par les étoiles, les voiles
Que des choses pas commerciales
Foule sentimentale
Il faut voir comme on nous parle
Comme on nous parle

Auteur-compositeur Alain Souchon

La nuit je mens - Alain Bashung



On m'a vu dans le Vercors
Sauter à l'élastique
Voleur d'amphores
Au fond des criques
J'ai fait la cour à des murènes
J'ai fait l'amour
J'ai fait le mort
T’étais pas née
A la station balnéaire
Tu t'es pas fait prier
J’étais gant de crin, geyser
Pour un peu, je trempais
Histoire d'eau

La nuit je mens
Je prends des trains à travers la plaine
La nuit je mens,
Je m'en lave les mains.
J'ai dans les bottes des montagnes de questions
Où subsiste encore ton écho


Où subsiste encore ton écho.

J'ai fait la saison dans cette boite crânienne
Tes pensées, je les faisais miennes
T'accaparer, seulement t'accaparer
D'estrade en estrade j'ai fait danser tant de malentendus
Des kilomètres de vie en rose
Un jour au cirque un autre a chercher à te plaire
Dresseur de loulous,
Dynamiteur d'aqueducs

La nuit je mens
Je prends des trains a travers la plaine
La nuit je mens
Effrontément
J'ai dans les bottes des montagnes de questions
Où subsiste encore ton écho
Où subsiste encore ton écho.

On m'a vu dans le Vercors sauter à l'élastique
Voleur d'amphores au fond des criques
J'ai fait la cour à des murènes
J'ai fais l'amour, j'ai fait le mort
T'étais pas née

La nuit je mens
Je prends des trains à travers la plaine
La nuit je mens, je m'en lave les mains.
J'ai dans les bottes des montagnes de questions
Où subsiste encore ton écho
Où subsiste encore ton écho.

La nuit je mens
Je prends des trains à travers la plaine
La nuit je mens, je m'en lave les mains.
J'ai dans les bottes des montagnes de questions
Où subsiste encore ton écho


Auteur Alain Bashung
Jean Fauque
Compositeur Alain Bashung
Édith Fambuena
Jean-Louis Piérot
Réalisateur Ian Caple
Édition Osez Joséphine
Polygram Music
Label Barclay, PolyGram

The Weeknd - I Feel It Coming ft. Daft Punk




Yeah, uh
Tell me what you really like
Baby I can take my time
We don't ever have to fight
Just take it step-by-step
I can see it in your eyes
'Cause they never tell me lies
I can feel that body shake
And the heat between your legs
You've been scared of love and what it did to you
You don't have to run, I know what you've been through
Just a simple touch and it can set you free
We don't have to rush when you're alone with me
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe
You are not the single type
So baby, this the perfect time
I'm just trying to get you high
And faded off this touch
You don't need a lonely night
So baby, I can make it right
You just got to let me try
To give you what you want
You've been scared of love and what it did to you
You don't have to run, I know what you've been through
Just a simple touch and it can set you free
We don't have to rush when you're alone with me
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe
You've been scared of love and what it did to you
You don't have to run, I know what you've been through
Just a simple touch and it can set you free
We don't have to rush when you're alone with me
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe (I know what you feel right now)
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe (I know what you feel right now)
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe (I know what you feel right now)
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe
I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe
I feel it coming, babe
I feel it coming, babe
I feel it coming, babe
I feel it coming, babe

Abel Tesfaye / Thomas Bangalter / Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo / Martin McKinney / Henry Russell Walter / Eric Chedeville
I Feel It Coming © Songs Music Publishing

The Supermen Lovers - Starlight



The Supermen Lovers Lyrics
Play "Starlight"
"Starlight"

Sun is rising up on the the east side
A chance for everyone
I've been dreaming of the city for long time
Far from my own town

(You) I see
(Will see) My dream
(Your dream) For real
(Come true)
(You) I will
(Will rise) Will rise
(Above) Above
(The rules)

(Love release our mind, you are what we want)
Heart is pure and thoughts are clear
Not gonna mess around
(Time has taken our life you are what we need)
Mum and Daddy will be so proud
City please don't let me down

Starlight
Can you give me the fame
Can you hurl me the game
Oh oh starlight
(Starlight have what you need)

Starlight
Can you give me the fame
Can you hurl me the game
Oh oh starlight
(Starlight have what you need)

Time has come for me to be someone
A rich man, a superstar
And faith is all you need to be the one
Far from my own ground

(You) I see
(Will see) My dream
(Your dream) For real
(Come true)
(You) I will
(Will rise) Will rise
(Above) Above
(The rules)

(Love release our mind, you are what we want)
Heart is pure and thoughts are clear
Not gonna mess around
(Time has taken our life you are what we need)
Mum and Daddy will be so proud
City please don't let me down

Starlight
Can you give me the fame
Can you hurl me the game
Oh oh starlight
(Starlight have what you need)

Starlight
Can you give me the fame
Can you hurl me the game
Oh oh starlight
(Starlight have what you need)

Starlight
Can you give me the fame
Can you hurl me the game
Oh oh starlight
(Starlight have what you need)

Starlight
Can you give me the fame
Can you hurl me the game
Oh oh starlight
(Starlight have what you need)

And starlight
Can you give me the fame
Can you hurl me the game
Oh oh starlight
(Starlight have what you need)

And starlight
Can you give me the fame
Can you hurl me the game
Oh oh starlight
(Starlight have what you need)

(Starlight have what you need)

Higher Ground, Stevie Wonder



People keep on learnin'
Soldiers keep on warrin'
World keep on turnin'
Cause it won't be too long

Powers keep on lyin'
While your people keep on dyin'
World keep on turnin'
Cause it won't be too long

I'm so darn glad he let me try it again
Cause my last time on earth I lived a whole world of sin
I'm so glad that I know more than I knew then
Gonna keep on tryin'
Till I reach my highest ground

Teachers keep on teachin'
Preachers keep on preachin'
World keep on turnin'
Cause it won't be too long
Oh no

Lovers keep on lovin'
Believers keep on believin'
Sleepers just stop sleepin'
Cause it won't be too long
Oh no

I'm so glad that he let me try it again
Cause my last time on earth I lived a whole world of sin
I'm so glad that I know more than I knew then
Gonna keep on tryin'
Till I reach my highest ground...Whew!

Till I reach my highest ground
No one's gonna bring me down
Oh no
Till I reach my highest ground
Don't let nobody bring you down (they'll sho 'nuff try)
God is gonna show you higher ground
He's the only friend you have around

Tamla, Stevie Wonder

Grandmaster Flash The Message



It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
[x2]

Broken glass everywhere
People pissing on the stairs, you know they just don't care
I can't take the smell, can't take the noise
Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice
Rats in the front room, roaches in the back
Junkies in the alley with a baseball bat
I tried to get away but I couldn't get far
Cause a man with a tow truck repossessed my car

[Hook:]
Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under

Standing on the front stoop hanging out the window
Watching all the cars go by, roaring as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, living in a bag
Eating out of garbage pails, used to be a fag hag
Said she'll dance the tango, skip the light fandango
A Zircon princess seemed to lost her senses
Down at the peep show watching all the creeps
So she can tell her stories to the girls back home
She went to the city and got social security
She had to get a pimp, she couldn't make it on her own

[Hook]

My brother's doing bad, stole my mother's TV
Says she watches too much, it's just not healthy
All My Children in the daytime, Dallas at night
Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight
The bill collectors, they ring my phone
And scare my wife when I'm not home
Got a bum education, double-digit inflation
Can't take the train to the job, there's a strike at the station
Neon King Kong standing on my back
Can't stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac
A mid-range migraine, cancered membrane
Sometimes I think I'm going insane
I swear I might hijack a plane!

[Hook]

My son said, Daddy, I don't wanna go to school
'Cause the teacher's a jerk, he must think I'm a fool
And all the kids smoke reefer, I think it'd be cheaper
If I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper
Or dance to the beat, shuffle my feet
Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps
'Cause it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny
You got to have a con in this land of milk and honey
They pushed that girl in front of the train
Took her to the doctor, sewed her arm on again
Stabbed that man right in his heart
Gave him a transplant for a brand new start
I can't walk through the park 'cause it's crazy after dark
Keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run
I feel like a outlaw, broke my last glass jaw
Hear them say "You want some more?"
Living on a see-saw

[Hook]

A child is born with no state of mind
Blind to the ways of mankind
God is smiling on you but he's frowning too
Because only God knows what you'll go through
You'll grow in the ghetto living second-rate
And your eyes will sing a song called deep hate
The places you play and where you stay
Looks like one great big alleyway
You'll admire all the number-book takers
Thugs, pimps and pushers and the big money-makers
Driving big cars, spending twenties and tens
And you'll wanna grow up to be just like them, huh
Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers
Pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers
You say "I'm cool, huh, I'm no fool"
But then you wind up dropping outta high school
Now you're unemployed, all null and void
Walking round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd
Turned stick-up kid, but look what you done did
Got sent up for a eight-year bid
Now your manhood is took and you're a Maytag
Spend the next two years as a undercover fag
Being used and abused to serve like hell
Til one day, you was found hung dead in the cell
It was plain to see that your life was lost
You was cold and your body swung back and forth
But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song
Of how you lived so fast and died so young so

[Hook]

Glass Animals - Toes





Put your hand down, boy
Welcome to my zoo
Put your head inside
My big black wild while
I can still help you

See the snake-baboon
Funky, chic and smooth
Honey can you spy
The divine ape-swine
'Cause he can see you

I'm a man, I'm a twisted fool
My hands are twisted, too
Five fingers to black hooves
I'm a man, don't spin me a lie
Got toes and I can smile
I'm crooked but upright

And all I ever want
Is just a little love
I said in purrs under the palms
And all I ever want
Is breaking me apart
I said to the thing that I once was

I'm a man, I'm a twisted fool
My hands are twisted too
Five fingers to black hooves
I'm a man, don't spin me a lie
Got toes and I can smile
I'm crooked but upright

To the left now, boy
Underneath the moon
By the thick tan sand
And the tall thin grass
One more thing for you

See the distant flume
In the sleepy dunes
Makes my nerves clench close
And my bones go cold
When I see that room

And all I ever want
Is just a little love
I said in purrs under the palms
And all I ever want
Is breaking me apart

I'm a man, I'm a twisted fool
My hands are twisted too
Five fingers to black hooves
I'm a man, don't spin me a lie
Got toes and I can smile
I'm crooked but upright

Blackstreet - No Diggity ft. Dr. Dre, Queen Pen



You know what
I like the playettes
No diggity, no doubt, uh
Play on playette
Play on playette
Yo Dre, drop the verse

[Dr. Dre:]
It's going down, fade to Blackstreet
The homies got RB, collab' creations
Bump like Acne, no doubt
I put it down, never slouch
As long as my credit can vouch
A dog couldn't catch me straight up
Tell me who can stop when Dre making moves
Attracting honeys like a magnet
Giving 'em eargasms with my mellow accent
Still moving this flavour
With the homies Blackstreet and Teddy
The original rump shakers

Shorty get down, good Lord
Baby got 'em open all over town
Strictly biz, you don't play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting paid is a forte
Each and every day, true player way
I can't get her out of my mind
(Well)
I think about the girl all the time (well, well)

East side to the west side
Pushing phat rides, it's no surprise
She got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have it
Baby, you're a perfect ten, I wanna get in
Can I get down, so I can win

[Chorus x3:]
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up

She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound,
Baby never act wild
Very low key on the profile
Catching feelings is a no,
Let me tell you how it goes
Herb's the word, spin's the verb
Lovers it curves so freak what you heard
Rollin' with the phatness
You don't even know what the half is
You got to pay to play
Just for shorty, bang-bang, to look your way
I like the way you work it
Trumped tight, all day, every day
You're blowing my mind, maybe in time
Baby, I can get you in my ride

[Chorus x4]

[Bridge:]
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
Hey yo, that girl looks good
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
Play on, play on playette
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
You're my kind of girl, no diggity
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
Hey

[Queen Pen:]
Cause that's my peeps and we rolls deep
Flying first class from New York City to Blackstreet
What you know about me, not a motherfucking thing
Cartier wooded frames sported by my shortie
As for me, icy gleaming pinky diamond ring
We be's the baddest clique up on the scene
Ain't you getting bored with these fake ass broads
I shows and proves, no doubt, I predicted so
Please excuse, if I come across rude
That's just me
And that's how a playette's got to be
Stay kicking game with a capital G
Ask the peoples on my block, I'm as real as can be
Word is born, faking moves never been my thing
So, Teddy, pass the word to your nigga Chauncy
I'll be sending a call, let's say around 3: 30
Queen Pen and Blackstreet, it's no diggity

[Chorus x4]

[Bridge]

Yeah, Come on
Jackie in full effect
Lisa in full effect
Nicky in full effect
Tomeka in full effect
Ladies in full effect
Ain't nothing goin' on but the rent
Yeah play on playette
Play on play on
Cause I like it
No diggity, no doubt, yeah
Blackstreet productions
We out, we out right
We out, we out

George Michael - Kissing A Fool



You are far,
When I could have been your star,
You listened to people,
Who scared you to death and from my heart,
Strange that you were strong enough,
To even make a start,
But you'll never find
Peace of mind,
Til you listen to your heart

People,
You can never change the way they feel,
Better let them do just what they will,
For they will,
If you let them,
Steal your heart from you,
People,
Will always make a lover feel a fool,
But you knew I loved you,
We could have shown them all,
We should have seen love through

Fooled me with the tears in your eyes,
Covered me with kisses and lies,
So goodbye,
But please don't take my heart

You are far,
I'm never gonna be your star,
I'll pick up the pieces
And mend my heart,
Maybe I'll be strong enough,
I don't know where to start,
But I'll never find
Peace of mind,
While I listen to my heart

People,
You can never change the way they feel,
Better let them do just what they will,
For they will,
If you let them,
Steal your heart

And people,
Will always make a lover feel a fool,
But you knew I loved you,
We could have shown them all

But remember this,
Every other kiss,
That you ever give
Long as we both live
When you need the hand of another man,
One you really can surrender with,
I will wait for you,
Like I always do,
There's something there,
That can't compare with any other

You are far,
When I could have been your star,
You listened to people,
Who scared you to death and from my heart,
Strange that I was wrong enough,
To think you'd love me too.
I guess you were kissing a fool,
You must have been kissing a fool.


Songwriters: MICHAEL, GEORGE
Kissing A Fool lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.